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Winter Wonderland, Winter Schmunderland



Winter Wonderland, Winter Schmunderland I've had it up to my ying yang If I never see another snowflake in my life My big base drum I'd bang Wonderland, Schmunderland, I've had enough Don't know how I've made this far Except for those few times in the loony bin Still have all my marbles, by gar Well at least I think I still have my marbles But sure wish I could feel my mouth This Winter Wonderland is for the birds Even they have sense to head south Winter Wonderland, Winter Schmunderland Who really needs all this crap I'd certainly be a very much happier camper If I could wear a hat without flaps

Copyright © Jack Ellison

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